“Where did this guy come from? How could he be so weird?”
Even as the four of them were beginning to feel more and more frustrated, two more Nascent Soul Cultivators frowned and teleported down from the remaining group of twelve up above. Now, a combined force of six people was attacking Meng Hao. Six enormous faces appeared and then began to merge together. This killing move, combining the power of all six of them, caused a massive rumbling to fill Heaven and Earth. The sky dimmed and the clouds up above seethed. Meng Hao stopped moving as his black cloak was shredded into pieces. For the first time, his body beneath was revealed to the outside world.
It… was not actually a body! It was a mass of Demonic Qi, congealed into the shape of a body. It was a human-shaped body of Demonic Qi that looked like mist!
When the onlookers saw the body of mist, their minds trembled. The eyes of the six attackers, as well as the ten people up in air, went wide. Their expressions filled with astonishment.
“A Mist Clone!!”
“Impossible! What we’ve been working so hard to kill is actually a Mist Clone!!”
“If a mere Mist Clone is so powerful, then what about his true self… He must be completely fearsome!!”
Sixteen Nascent Soul Cultivators’ faces completely fell. This was especially true of Ou Yunzi, whose face went pale when he thought back to his earlier premonition.
Meng Hao’s misty body began to fade away, but his face was filled with derision and coldness.
“I’ll be back!”
“I’m already here!”
The first sentence was uttered by the disappearing misty figure. The second echoed out from far off in the distance, causing a rumbling that shook everything.
To the people who heard it, it sounded like thunder exploding up into the Heavens.